This Swordsman is Too Steady

At the outermost periphery of the Great Wasteland, a black fire burst out violently.

A figure lingered in the black fire.

Mo Yan.

Black fire is extremely fast.

Speed ​​has never been the strength of Dharma practice.

But the strengthening that the Changshenghuo brought to Mo Yan was comprehensive.

So Mo Yan realized that he was flying with all his strength now, and the speed was two or three points faster than before.

This is normal, and the strength has been so hugely improved, even if he is as calm as him, he will be extremely excited.

But now, only anxiety and worries remained in his heart.

Not only was he worried that he could not send such key information to the human race, but also worried that Lu Qingshan, which attracted most of the magic repair attention for him, went deep into the wilderness alone.

After the resurgence of the longevity fire, his strength has greatly improved.

He wanted to turn his head back to meet Lu Qingshan and work together to solve those magic repairs.

But Mo Yan didn't know how many people Mo Xiu had, whether he had other support, or where Lu Qingshan was now.

Maybe Lu Qingshan was already dead at this time?

Moreover, according to Lu Qingshan's statement of the three souls of the Heart Demon Race, when he had just killed all the souls of the Heart Demon who were chasing him, the body of these Heart Demons should have received the news.

It is very likely that they have already dispatched manpower to pursue them again.

If he looks back, he may have fallen into the trap by himself.

These cannot be accurately judged, and there are too many variables.

Looking back, not only is life and death unpredictable, it is even difficult to find Lu Qingshan.

The only thing he can do is to fly back to the human race as soon as possible and bring back this important news that Lu Qingshan will save his life.

Mo Yan looked back at the wasteland left behind, gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head cruelly and cast his gaze forward.

The next section of the road is the most difficult to walk.

When he came, he and Lu Qingshan were making troubles, and the demons occupied the area to be restless.

Now only a few days have passed, and the demonic occupation area is still in the middle of the grass and trees, and there is a lot of noise.

Countless magic modifiers are investigating everywhere, looking for the traces of the two culprits.

Even in order to catch them, the Demon Race has transferred some manpower back from the front line, which is really a big fight.

"Be careful. If you expose your identity in the demon-occupied area and fall into an encirclement by then, let alone an eternal fire, ten eternal fires will not save me." Mo Yan's eyes were solemn and he dared not be careless.

Crossing the magic zone? That is something Taoist can do, he hasn't lost his mind to such a point.

The most important thing when returning to the city this time is to consider whereabouts.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Yan took out a gray cloak from the mustard seed and put it on him, and all the flames surrounding him were covered.

Afterwards, he wandered his eyes, chose a direction, and once again performed the escape technique and left.

Only this time, the escape technique was silent and surrounded by flames.

—As a craftsman, Mo Yan has a lot of small objects to deal with various situations.

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front.

The sky is very gloomy, it has been like this for many days in a row, it seems that it is going to rain heavily, but it never rains.

In the hall of the city lord's mansion in the three cities of Hutou, Niujiao, and Horseshoe, many high-ranking monks gathered at this time, discussing matters.

The meeting was held by the three Jianzong Peak Masters, Li Shiyi, Gu Qiu, and Ning Fengchen, who each guarded a city.

At this moment, they all looked solemn, thinking about something.

The battle report that the Linghai Tide swept across the human realm spread to their three cities not long ago.

"The Demon Race launched the Linghai Tide. Although it was cut off and did not swept to the front line, it also caused the space behind the front line to be disordered, and the teleportation array failed. This is tantamount to breaking our back."

The three peak masters are all people with foresight. They were not grateful for Ling Haichao's being cut off, but from this news they saw the demon's fangs about to be revealed.

"The back road is temporarily cut off, how can the Demon Race give up this opportunity to make a serious injury or even annihilate me in one fell swoop?"

They are very clear about the coldness of the demons and their expressions are extremely solemn.

The three peak masters are sure that the demons will definitely take advantage of the situation to launch an offensive.

Just like the weather here, the wind and rain are coming but I don't know when.

"For so many days, the demons are just playing a small fight, and it seems that they want to try their best to reduce the loss... Will the whole army attack so decisively this time? They will also suffer heavy losses. . "There are still monks who are still lucky.

"The Raccoon Sect rebelled, the Longcheng Pass was lost, and the high-ranking cultivators of the Middle Spirit suffered heavy losses. It was the time when our human race was weakest.

Now that our back road is temporarily cut off due to the Linghai Tide, the Demon Race does not show its fangs at this time, then it is not the Demon Race. "

"We can't passively wait for the demons to launch an offensive here," after hesitating for a moment, the three Jianzong peak masters who were in the three cities and were far apart did not discuss them, but made the same decision almost at the same time.

"The evacuation work in the rear is now in progress. Although there are still many human races who have not evacuated from the western region, if they want to be perfect in the war, they will often lose more.

It's time to retreat to the Long Night Mountains. "

"Although the establishment of Xinxin City will take some time, the astronomical phenomenon is fair..."

"While the Demon Race launched the Linghai Tide to cut our way back, why didn't it cut our way forward?"

"They can't use the space teleportation array, and they can only fumble forward in the wake of the Linghai tide. It will take at least a month to get past the wake that sweeps millions of miles."

"According to this calculation, we are retiring now, the time is just right!"

After some calculations, the three peak masters no longer hesitate.

Gu Qiu figured this out the fastest.

But just as he got up to give the retreat order, at this moment, a figure hurried in from outside the hall.

Gu Qiu's eyes flashed, and there was a bad feeling, "What's the matter?"

The incoming monk's face was extremely tense, and his voice tremblingly reported: "Gufeng Master, the Demon Race... is gathering troops there, it seems that the whole army is going to the east."

Gu Qiu frowned, did not speak any more, Huo Di got up, left the hall, flew to the sky above Hutou City, and looked far in the direction of the demon camp.

The other high-ranking monks in the hall also followed closely behind them, hanging behind Gu Qiu, looking forward.

The picture in front of you makes the already gloomy weather even more gloomy.

The magic repairs of countless demons, like black wolves, covering the sky in the distance, are coming in mighty force.

The number is so large that there is no way to count it with the naked eye. This is a huge team that the Demon Race has not launched in any previous attack.

Strike the city with all your strength.

Such a big movement gradually attracted the attention of others.

First, the monks who were in charge of observing on the city wall issued a warning signal, and then each monk reacted in turn from high to low according to the cultivation base, and they flew up high in the sky to check the specific situation.

"Master Gu, what should we do?" Jianzong Eight Realm Sword Xiu asked from the side.

"What else can I do, retreat, don't retreat and wait for the entire army to be annihilated?" Gu Qiu squinted his eyes.

"How to return?"

To retreat hastily, there is a wake of the Linghai tide in front, and chasing soldiers behind, it is a dilemma, it is a mortal situation.

"The large army retreats, enters the wake of the Linghai tide, separates a small part of the monk's palace, stops the magic repair, and tries to buy time for the large army to retreat." Gu Qiu said indifferently.

"Who will stop?" This is the most critical question.

It is said to be the queen of the palace, but everyone knows that, in fact, it is to trade life for time.

Gu Qiu suppressed his expression and asked with a solemn expression:

"Which cultivator in the city can one enemy a hundred?"

The Eight Realm Swordsman was stunned for a moment. UU read www.uukanshu.com as if he understood something, his eyes flashed, then he raised his head and said loudly: "It's my Sword Sect monk."

"Which monk can stop the most magic repairs with the least manpower? Can you buy the most time for the large troops to retreat?"

"It's my Sword Sect monk."

"Which monk is the best at killing demons?"

"It's my Sword Sect monk."

"Sword Sect cultivator fears war? Afraid of death?"

"Jianzong Jianxiu has never dared to face life and death. For tens of thousands of years, it has never changed!" The eighth realm Jianxiu's answer became louder and louder.

"Then you say, who will stop?"

"Only I Sword Sect monk!"

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